Chapter 102: Disaster, not worthy of being our opponent!
Wang Yue’s words.
It exploded like thunder at the press conference.
Not only did it shock everyone present, but it also spread to every corner of China through live broadcast, arousing resonance in the hearts of countless people.
Air.
They all seemed to be frozen at this moment.
In front of the TV, in the live broadcast room, and in the sound of the radio.
The Chinese people who have just experienced heavy rains and natural disasters are whispering this sentence.
“Four thousand years ago, we faced floods like the ancient Egyptians.”
“Three thousand years ago, we thought about philosophy like the ancient Greeks.”
“Two thousand years ago, we were fighting like the Romans.”
“A thousand years ago, we were as rich as the Arabs.”
“Now.”
>"We compete with the Americans!"
"For thousands of years, we have been on the world's poker table, but our opponents have changed many rounds."
Wang Yue's voice was a little trembling, but it became more sonorous and powerful.
“Chinese civilization has been passed down for thousands of years, precisely because we do everything by ourselves, believe that man can conquer nature, and never place hope in the so-called gods, immortals and Buddhas!”
“Disaster is coming.”< br>
“Stand forward, fight and fight, and we will always be the ones who are willing to die!”
The conference site.
Wang Yue's voice is still echoing, resounding in everyone's heart.
Everyone’s chest.
As if stirred by an invisible force, his blood boiled, and his eyes shone with unprecedented light.
“So, compatriots, you don’t need to be afraid.”
Wang Yue faced the camera with a steady voice: “This is not the first time we have encountered a disaster, a disaster, and we are not worthy of being our opponent! ”
"Our opponent will always be ourselves!"
"China, Yongchang!"
Finished.
Wang Yue bowed deeply to the camera.
……
at the same time.
All over the country.
Heavy rain.
It’s still pouring.
But the 1.4 billion people are already excited.
Everyone.
They were all completely ignited by Wang Yue's words.
"China, Yongchang!"
Countless people clenched their fists and couldn't help but look out the window.
Muttered softly.
In the eyes.
But it shined with unprecedented confidence.
Everyone.
They all remembered what Yang Mo said before.
The ancient ancestors passed the trials and left behind many myths and legends.
now.
It will be their descendants who will write their own myths and legends!
……
Sakura Country.
Emergency Department.
After watching Huaxia's press conference, several president-level executives felt a little resentful.
The expression on the face.
Somewhat ugly.
The Civilization Trial is approaching fiercely, and the monster crisis has enveloped the world, but China actually shouted the slogan "Disaster is not worthy of being China's opponent" at this press conference.
Even...
Inside and outside the words.
We are still making fun of countries around the world, intentionally or unintentionally.
The only country that can compete with China now is the United States.
I don’t take these countries seriously at all.
“China is too arrogant!”
A senior official stood up with a pale face and cursed angrily.
Then.
I sat back in my seat obediently.
Atmosphere.
Exceptionally peaceful.
……
Gaul.
Disaster Response Center.
“I finally understand where China’s outrageous self-confidence comes from.”
A senior executive sighed after watching the press conference.
The smile was a little bitter.
Since the start of the Civilization Trial, four waves of monsters have descended.
Destroy all the small countries around the world.
Right now.
There are only about fifty countries left in the world.
The countries at the bottom are all struggling.
You may be destroyed by the monsters in the first three rounds at any time.
Of course.
Except for Pakistan Iron Country.
This time we encountered heavy rain and floods again, and the people of all countries suffered a devastating blow.
But...
In this case, China dared to say such confident words: "The opponent is always only itself." This kind of national self-confidence.
It is the glory that is engraved in the bones, flowing in the blood, and inherited from the ancestors.
Think about it carefully.
China has really always been at the top of the world.
Maybe at some stage.
There are civilizations or countries that can rival them.
But...
Time has proven everything.
in the long history.
Those civilizations and countries have long been annihilated and buried without a trace.
Only China.
It continued.
Still active in the center of the world, composing their wonderful stories.
……
The United States.
Department of Defense.
Jobs slowly closed the computer screen.
The expression seems calm.
But inside, there were already turbulent waves.
He didn't expect it.
In this desperate situation, Huaxia's press conference was still so inspiring and made people's blood rush.
It’s him.
After listening to the press conference, I was so excited that I couldn’t help myself for a long time.
"The resilience of this nation is so terrifying."
He murmured in a low voice with a complicated look on his face.
In his opinion.
The scary thing about China is not other things, but their resilience.
No matter how many disasters we encounter.
How many blows have I received.
They can always rise again and stand at the center of the world stage again.
That’s all.
For thousands of years, no other country has been able to match it.
“Minister, the national migration plan has been formulated. Will it be implemented immediately?”
At this moment.
The secretary came in and interrupted his thoughts.
“Execute.”
Jobs pondered for a moment, then nodded.
National migration plan.
It is a plan to deal with the fourth round of disasters that they formulated after research by experts from all walks of life in the United States.
To avoid floods.
Abandon the existing city.
The entire population migrated to higher terrain.
“By the way, how many heads has 004 Rainmaker killed?”
Subsequently.
He looked at the secretary again and asked.
"In these eight days, a total of one hundred and ninety-three were killed."
The secretary turned over the memo in his hand and reported the report.
“Let the Chosen One hold on tighter.”
Jobs' brows were full of worry, and then he warned: "In addition, the cultivation of fourth-level 002 imitators cannot be slacked off. We are in urgent need of fourth-level combat power to smash those special energy groups."
As long as we have it Fourth level combat power.
They can solve the heavy rain crisis in certain areas and gain a breathing space.
Otherwise.
As the heavy rain continues.
It won't be long.
Transportation, communications and other aspects will be affected.
Plants cannot grow, and chain reactions such as food crises occur.
The accumulation of many serious diseases will inevitably drag the United States into an abyss of eternal destruction!
……
China.
Linzi base.
In front of a dark stone monument.
“It’s done.”
Yang Mo stared at it, suppressing the joy in his heart.
Since last opened.
After nearly ten days of continuous energy storage, the stone tablet once again had strange phenomena.
Shocking.
The four characters "Jixia Academy" on the front of the stone tablet shine brightly.
It turned into a terrifying pulling force.
Pulling Yang Mo's consciousness into the dark stone tablet.
After the world turned upside down.
Yang Mo opened his eyes again and found that he was standing at the foot of a mountain.
All around.
It is an endless stretch of fertile farmland.
The breeze comes slowly.
The sun is shining brightly.
"Hurry up, the mountain leader is going to give a lecture!"
Two scholars dressed in ancient costumes looked anxious and passed by Yang Mo!
(End of this chapter)